Thanksgiving Giveaway!!

Happy Thanksgiving!! I hope you have amazing plans with friends and family. Get out there spread love and gratitude for the beautiful things in your life. It’s important that we always send out love and thanks for all the blessings we have… and to even bless the negative things in our lives because they serve as teachers on our path.

The more you send out love and gratitude, the more you create abundance!

This year has been crazy, exciting, and has allowed me to befriend my light and shadows. I am so thankful for all the love and good energy I have around me. I am so thankful for all the beautiful people I have met, and that I am sure to meet. AND I am so thankful for all the fabulous souls I meet right here!! 

As a thank you… I want to do a giveaway for everyone who visits me here!

Please, leave a comment below expressing something you are thankful for. And share one way that you intend to give back all the blessings you have received this year. I want to hear from you… I want to hear what sort of blessings and magic exist in your life! 

Follow me (if you don’t already) and leave a comment to be entered into the drawing for a FREE email reading!

There will be 3 winners. 

Feel free to share this post :-)

I will announce the winners on Sunday 12/1. 

Much love,

Shaheen

Just Like the White Wing Dove: R.I.P Sylvia Browne

I was devastated to learn that Sylvia Browne passed away this morning. I slept horribly last night, woke up many times, and eventually found myself sitting up in bed with a pounding headache. The day began with an “off” feeling that persisted thought the course of the day. When I finally heard the news about her passing it all made sense!

Sylvia has been a beautiful influence in many peoples lives, including mine. Her books, lectures and teachings have touched on so many deep and moving things. I know that I devoured her books when I was younger, and even now I reference her work in my own. Though some people have a negative view of her, I’ve always found her wit, candor and wisdom to be uplifting and insightful.

I met Sylvia at one of her lectures when I was still in High School. Her warm eyes looked into me, and she pulled me closer and listen as I spoke. She signed my books and conversed with me… for those few minutes she gave me her undivided attention. I gifted her with a journal I had bound for her. A few months later I found a letter in the mail written to me from Sylvia, thanking me for the gift, the conversation and apologizing for the delay in responding. I will never forget that.

Sylvia, I know you are having a wonderful celebration wherever you are. We will miss you, but your spirit, your work and all your love will still carry us through for years to come. And if you ever need to chat… you know how to find me ;-)

My prayers go out to Sylvia, and her family. I am sorry for your loss, and I know we are all deeply saddened by the loss of such a legend. All of prayers are lighting her path back home.

All the best,

Shaheen

Drawing Down the Moon: Blue Moon Tonight

“This infrequent and exceptional Blue Moon phase seen about every two-and-a-half years encompasses extraordinary power. The Blue Moon is a time of enormous influence for prophecy and divination. Its energies can be summoned for protection, wisdom and love. It is believed that any workings held beneath the Blue Moon are given additional magickal energy, which makes this time magnificent for all work in manifesting goals, passion, healing, strength, and power.”
-Lady Abigail, http://www.witchvox.com/va/dt_va.html?a=usfl&c=words&id=8525

 

I awoke panting, heavy, and steaming with the heat of the night. The Moon floated softly on feather light clouds that hung low in the sky. I could hear her whispering to me. Come closer. Closer. I wanted to touch the face of her opalescent mystery.

I pulled at threads that lead to something strange and beautiful. I could feel the unraveling of my senses, of everything. There was nothing but dew and pearls covering my body as I floated gently in the sky. I was stardust, skyclad and spinning.

My essence became blue like the moon. An awakening happened deep within me. Moon light filled every forgotten crack and dark space that writhed in pain. I pulsed with spiritual energy.

I pulled the Moon into my body. Penetrated by Moonshine. Magic vibrated in the lining of my skin.

Dangerous Love

13837_168322376355_535481355_3379155_6155065_n“The dangerous thing about love is you give a part of yourself away. You give that person a piece of your heart, and you can never get it back again. That’s the beautiful, tragic price of love. Even when it ends… it truly lives on in some mystical place. Time and distance cannot erase what was, or be shifted by what will be. Love is a permanent and ever-changing being. ” -Shaheen

 

No matter how this story ends, it began in love. I felt so beautiful in your eyes and arms. You took me to the mountains. You whispered me love songs. You danced me across rooms, my eyes closed, nothing but the scent of you and your heartbeat. I know we had a love that only comes once in a life. If it’s over now… it still lives on somewhere. Where I was loved, I was home. I hope that you know.

No matter where you go, whomever you choose again to love, just know that you were the one. I will always have a place for you in my heart. There will always be an invisible silver band on the ring finger of my left hand. And you will always be handsome and precious to me… even when years have passed. And when we are old, I hope we can hold hands and say… we are the best of friends.

For now we can be silent. We can circle around our feelings. We can touch faintly on what really is. You can say you are moving on, and I can say I just don’t care. I can secretly cry, and you can secretly be lost out there. Just know if there comes a night, when the day has been too hard, you can’t handle anymore harsh words, and you need to come home… the right side of my bed will be opened for you. Crawl in by the light of the moon and lay down your sorrow to me. I will love you.

I mourn the loss of love that was snuffed out before it could really begin. We were children in love… so much to grow and learn. We had the world in our hands. You threw it away. I know it was in fear, and nothing else. I know now I did nothing wrong. And I know you still love me. But why did you run from me. What could I have done to make you stay? Why did both of our hearts have to break this way? We had a love strong enough to brave the storm.

But I flung myself hard against the storm, and I shattered once again. I’m not really sure if we can leave here with something warm. Unless we remember that they flames of love never really die. There will come a night, when you slip out of your shell, and you fall deep into the glow of my eyes. You will tell me everything. You will fall in love again. You will realize what is missing. And you will want it back.

No one can fill us up in the same way. No one can see the beauty in your flaws. No one can love me enough to make me calm. We were supposed to be. We are meant to be. You are my everything… and one night you will wake up with a stranger and wonder where you’re husband has gone. And I will be there… somewhere trying to sleep again. Come home, baby.

© Shaheen Miro 2013

 

Dream Gypsy Boy… Dream

Photo on 2012-03-29 at 21.31 #4There is magic in trying, but not knowing. Sometimes you have to close your eyes and go along for the ride. I have danced in the dark many times… and some how I have always came out unscathed. My scars are badges that mark the successes of my journey. You may not see the strength in your beauty as you go through life… because it’s not always easy to see the road you’ve traveled unless you learn to fly overhead.

It’s not worth trying to rationalize the dreams we have. I’m finished with reason and sensibility… it’s not what seems logical, it’s what feels wonderful. I am living my life for me, for all the things I love, for what makes me vital. If it feeds my spirit then it’s right. Regardless of how insane that may seem.

There should be no regret in heeding the call. It may be misunderstood, but then again that is in the eyes of onlookers… and you should never do it for them anyway. I’ve traveled the edge of dreamland and stood astounded by the glory and mystery. Those moments live in my heart, delicious seeds germinating in silence. The dream hasn’t ended because the dream has just begun.

Here I stand in the threshold of what was, what is, what will be… what has always been, and yet hasn’t had a chance to begin. And here I will jump of the ledge and the embrace of angel wings will lift me up beyond the pain. I will soar, you can soar, there is room enough for us all to fill the skies… there can never be too many stars shinning in the night.

Reach out your hand, close your eyes, and dive. Don’t play the game, just jump in and dance. You can’t change their actions, or reactions, you can only grind to your own rhythm. And remember… if you do it in love, if you do it in trust, if you do it because it feels right to your heart… then it will touch everyone around you in a positive way, either now or someday, and magic will bloom until it fills the room, the eyes and the spirits of everyone.

He said… dream gypsy boy… dream

Shaheen

© Shaheen Miro 2013

Curious to Dream

Here I am falling curious again. I’ve been pulling at a tiny thread to my dreams… and now it’s unraveling fast. I’ve always known that my dreams would sail if I practiced patience and positive thinking (which is f-ing difficult!). Starshine is elusive; you have to carry a certain feeling in your heart to catch it.

Waiting is deafening. The anticipation entangles you. You become fixed on the feeling of wanting… instead of placing your heart on the feeling of having. If you want to live that dream, you must carry the surreal feeling with you in everyday life.

This really is a matter of fact verses fiction. Many of us have convinced ourselves that dreams are ephemeral. That’s something you hear about in fairy stories… it will never happen to me. Talk about the antithesis to getting what you want! Dreams fall on those who are willing. You can’t catch raindrops, if you wont stick your tongue out.

Try living the dream before it’s even made an appearance.

There is this painful dichotomy that exist between what we want and what we need. We tell ourselves lies that we have to live in the real world, and relegate what we love to the realm of hobbies. Bullshit! You can do whatever you want. You can have your cake and eat it too… if you dare to do so!

Why not make your art your life, isn’t that the most trustworthy way to live?

So many of us believe that you have to be good little boys and girls… give your 40 hours a week to the cubicle gods, and then have fun on the weekends. We have to do what’s right… get college educations, wear suites and ties, carry brief cases. If not, then we’ll just be a bunch of starving artists… living on moonbeams and air!

This whole mindset just makes my skin crawl. We have to banish this nonsense. You have to rage against the “norms”. Fight your negative upbringing. Burn the hell out of those “tapes” that bog you down. If you want to make a change, live your dreams, and really be happy…do it!

Wake up everyday and just know that you are/will do what you love!

Try it out. See where it takes you. The magic is there, just waiting to be called on!

© Shaheen 2013

Tea and Cartomancy: Teaching Lenormand

Last night was a wonderful evening of tea, new friends, and cartomancy! Exploring the mysteries of the unknown by thumbing through cards is my idea of a good time. What do you expect? It speaks to my gypsy soul. The cards always taste a little sweeter when sharing them with other enthusiast. 

It was my first time presenting my deck, Shaheen’s Tattered Nomad Oracle, to a group of people in a workshop setting. And what a great group it was to present to. The gathering was much bigger than anticipated… and everyone was very present, enthusiastic and kind.

By the end of the evening I felt like everyone knew a little more about Lenormand, and I feel like I know a little more about it as well! The opportunity to share this deck, and this system was a blessing. Everyone showed so much love for the TNO. And they were all eager to do another class!!

I hope we can have another bohemian gathering… discussing the cards, and sharing our stories :-)

Would you like to learn more about Lenormand?

Would you like to learn more about working with, Shaheen’s Tattered Nomad Oracle?

Do you want to learn about cartomancy? 

Let me know… I have some learning opportunities in the works!

Oh, and if you find you can’t live without your own copy of my deck… I can help!

Shaheen

The Poetry of Death

Death is a reminder to us that everything is in constant motion; an endless dance that moves us from one phase to the next. Passing through doors you remain a part of the changeless change. As a caterpillar dies to the beauty of a butterfly, so does our soul here on earth shed it shell to fly with something a little more spectacular, brilliant and gleaming. Death is the teacher, the keeper and the lover. Death gives us the gift of living… if only we see it before our time.

Nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award

What a sweet little treat to be nominated for the Versatile Blogger Award. I feel so blessed to know that people resonate with my writing and are willing to join my gypsy journey. Thank you for the nomination Summer Goddess, I appreciate your support and enthusiasm.

Here are the rules:

If you are nominated, you’ve been awarded the Versatile Blogger award.

  •  Thank the person who gave you this award. That’s common courtesy.
  •  Include a link to their blog. That’s also common courtesy — if you can figure out how to do it.
  •  Next, select 15 blogs/bloggers that you’ve recently discovered or follow regularly. ( I would add, pick blogs or bloggers that are excellent!)
  •  Nominate those 15 bloggers for the Versatile Blogger Award — you might include a link to this site.
  •  Finally, tell the person who nominated you 7 things about yourself.

 

Thank you again, Summer Goddess!

Here are my 15 blogs that I recommend and nominate:

Saturness

JohnCoyote

Sparrow Tarot

Twelve of Hearts 

The Go Between

Prince Le Normand

Magic Mentha

Under the Cowrie Moon

Photon Stimulus 

The Four Queens

Bohemian Valhalla 

I’m Burning With Love 

Quirkeries

Tarot In a Teacup

Tarotize

Here are 7 things about me:

1. I only wear boots. I wear them all Summer long (if I don’t have boots on it’s a special occasion).

2. I write songs and play the piano with my rudimentary skills, but it’s my little treat to myself!

3. I am in LOVE with Stevie Nicks. I think she is the greatest writer of all times.

4. I am a Fashion Design student.

5. I’ve been reading Tarot since I was about 6 years old.

6. I have a black cat named Ali, and a black cat spirit guide named Spooky.

7. I put a scarf on anything I can…. It adds a touch of color and gypsy to any room ;-)

I hope you enjoy this! And congratulations :-)

A Prayer to Touch the Divine

Universal spirit of love and light

Wrap your satin glow around me

In protection, power and grace

Give me the vision to see beyond

These walls that keep me bound

In this illusion of depletion and separation

Hush my ego self so that spirit may whisper to me

Working through my fragile shell to guide

Those who seek refuge in your light

Allow me to access with clarity

The wisdom, the healing and the knowledge

Of the all knowing, the I Am

So that our path in this earth-walk may be

A little easier, a little brighter

Let me bask in the love of the Universe

Grant me the courage and the power to see

The love and light within my spirit

Allow me to step beyond the veil

To the world where we have not forgotten our glory

Where time flows into one golden ring

And the answers I seek are found

And where the desires I have are made real

With the hand of celestial helpers guiding me

And the love of the guiding flames

Let me walk this path

In this moment, in each day

So shall it be

© Shaheen Miro 2009